I got a heifer for my birthday!!

Some may be puzzled - birthday...heifer, but it's all true, I got a heifer on my birthday - well, I got a heifer on David's birthday.  Oh, where do I begin.

You see my oldest brother could never remember my birthday.  David would remind him, mom would remind him and his lovely wife would remind him, but he just couldn't remember.  So a couple of years ago, he decided we would all celebrate our birthdays on Halloween because that was easy to remember and oh by the way, it was David's birthday.

Now, there is lots of irony associated with this because David being a middle child never really had anything for his own - he says - but his birthday, well that was his alone, but not any more.  Middle children feel free to stop and shake your head in disgust.

So for the last couple of years - birthday cards and presents have come for me twice, on my actual birthday and on David's, which we call my unbirthday.  

This is a great system...for Doug and I.

Yesterday, I came home, and there was a box on my kitchen table - where the postman leaves my packages.  I tore it open, and there were all sorts of goodies in it.

When I opened up an envelope, I found the picture and certificate of registration for my heifer.

Isn't she gorgeous!?!

Her name is CHF Dream Girl, and she is an American Simmental.

Now the proprietor of the Poison Oak Ranch swears the drawing for heifers for his children was completely random, but let's face it, mine must be the best and I am thrilled.  

Every girl needs her own heifer.

FYI: I think someone needs to spray her for flies...please